Chapter 1

Max Dorsey never imagined he’d wake up under a woman in a woman’s bed. Brielle snagged his collar and planted a wet kiss on his neck, ensuring she left a telling mark before releasing him.

“Morning, Uncle Max.”

After the greeting, she leaned in for a passionate good morning kiss on his lips.

Max’s hair was a tousled mess, his hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, and he chuckled, his hand playfully squeezing her neck. “Brielle, you’re quite bold.”

Taking him for a ride, she certainly was bold.

His grip tightened.

Brielle’s face turned a deep shade of red as she flashed him a charming, breathless smile, “Life is too short, better make every moment count, right?”

Max paused, a frosty glint in his eyes as he let her go and reached for his clothes.

“Uncle Max, where are you off to now?”

a casual glance sent shivers down one’s spine. “Off to pick out a plot for

looked away sheepishly, “You’re really funny,

stood nearly six-foot-three, an imposing figure with a black rosary bracelet giving him an otherworldly air. He was the Dorsey family’s

wrist bones were

licked her lips, “Is there also a coffin? It looks like you want to preserve

I

never encountered such an audacious woman. A few specks of ruthlessness surged in his

Describing her as breathtaking wouldn’t be an exaggeration, but she

to remain

you are generous

a flamboyant beauty, rather a delicate and soft air, her expressions softening her features

grew firmer. He tormented her until she winced in pain, his

the black rosary bracelet against her skin made her tense up. He wasn’t flirting: he was appraising her like an item for

“Can’t Spencer satisfy you?”

was Brielle’s

her best friend, and now Brielle had returned the favor with

What a delightful game!

Uncle Max? I assure you, there’s nothing untoward between your nephew

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